Notes from UnderLand~

Notes from UnderLand~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

tippy tap A

a sound

she jumps

little heart skipping into her lungs

 

tippy tap

share

a growl

she tips

bleeding into her mouth through her lips

 

tippy tap

friends

movement

he reaches

the corner is broken

her bright pixels eaten

 

“I’d rather you beat me!”

scream she

“Then eat all my words!”

defeat be

in fists on the peppering keys

with devastating ease

she laughs

across the seven seas

little princess

in her pea pod

paddling away acts of a sullen god

the dragon inlaid

insane

melancholy stain of cain

“Am I to be my brother’s keeper?”

scream she

crawling

the apple beam

what you sow will reap her

rape her

invalidate her

reshape her

 

tippy tap B

undersea

under see my eyes

oversee

dreams stir ink across my thighs

writing yet another lullaby

dragon slumbers

his scales in c minor under my toes

keeping his sullen Notgirl ever close

and I bend and I pluck

and take my words back

from the moss and the coral bending his back

 

tippy tap home

in the upper right corner

where is her heart

if not with little Jack

sworn

to uphold her

legacy

her plum of a thousand and one tales in his heart

where the arrow hit true

from endings to start

 

tippy tap dawn

rising

lingers

type

shift

with nimble little fingers

nimble little mind

made as she is of stories

he can never kill her drive

nor take her mind

not completely

bits and pieces

bitten out neatly

she can do without

sullen little girl

forever ready with a story

unfairy tales

from underland

her last

her final

glory

 

 

 

copyright:2011vssmd/amusemusepress

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

© 2011 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole


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Really?? Seriously?? I have never been honestly for the release of a 'children's' book like this before. Stop teasing already! I love your backhanded venom, only lightly disguised by the painted smile on your face. Tic toc I'll cut off his... Hey! I was going to say lock. The lock of his box where he keeps all the tattered wings he's collected. But you chop off whatever you like ;)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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And by honestly I meant jonesing which is what I actually typed. Damn autocorrect

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Really?? Seriously?? I have never been honestly for the release of a 'children's' book like this before. Stop teasing already! I love your backhanded venom, only lightly disguised by the painted smile on your face. Tic toc I'll cut off his... Hey! I was going to say lock. The lock of his box where he keeps all the tattered wings he's collected. But you chop off whatever you like ;)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the sound of determined inspiration ...
your ink is elemental , your words can never be stopped ...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you make the right poems at the right times
its almost errie
but the way you put it makes it wonderful

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I got too images from this, one being an unconscious father dissapointing his daughter for the umpteeth time, the other a first heart break. This had great beat to it and felt like the tumble down the weary path you meant it to be. Lovely!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

that's a rap snap...clap clap

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LOVE it!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Speaking her mind no matter the cost and not bowing down to the man's self appointted superiority... love the gutsy flare of this piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

dreams stir ink across my thighs ... I felt a quiver a shiver and a yearning in my loins

Dipped eloquently into the seas, forming a rhythm beating 10 beats to the bar... This Underland place is seriously trippy my dear Selene

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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